Austin POV
Amelia’s presence is long gone but the warmth of her touch still lingers. She hugged me.
But what if it was a goodbye’s hug, what if it was the grand climax to the season finale?
She didn’t say anything more and now I’m not sure, but her words ring like a haunting alarm without snooze. Therapy. She thinks I’m crazy.
Am I really that crazy?
“Grey? … Any reason you’re still here?” My head jerks up to find Mr. Paris sitting on the desk beside mine, a smile on his lips as always but an arched eyebrow, bearing a hint of concern hidden beneath the façade of cool amusement.
’I- am. I-” I glance around only to find the class empty. “I-” Gosh, now he must think I’m crazy too. My eyes meet his again. He’s judging me, I can feel it. Teasing me, taunting me- “I’M NOT CRAZY!” I bur
